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What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers duck

Im a bull in a china shop, how the uzi spit
Who we with, bros with hammers and like too legit
I aint got any time for your
Raw raps from the same where the sits
He the mofucker always goose and shit
a rapper out, Timberland boots and shit
The left hand is I give you the with
The right hand is where I write all of the shit
Survival of the fit or my little boozy
My hands are made of stone cut that Madusa shit
Big gold chains, we was on shit
Still roll with the I stole the Gucci with
I punch you dead in the face so the music shit
The guns command though, Hollywood shit
Yall aware yall on some shit
Let the grow
Yall are scared when I step inside the and shit
mofuckers cell roll on some sushi shit
Yall are cowards, yallll only on computer shit
a Haitian ritual, Im on my voodoo shit

Find out whos the (Vinnie)
Rock and not
What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers duck

Death before dishonor, [?] blood are fake
I let the 4.5 blocka while I was [?]
Dead Sea overlook the view inside a grave
The definition of dominate
weak Germantown
Fat bull, but my pockets out of shape
You a bitch, guard lock the gates
The Vuitton bootleg, Prada fake
Im tryin to make the money that Madonna make
Eyes never lie, Im that you not with
Rhymes and one tape, record an in an hours
You a of waste, I see a sucker and salivate
Cutting motherfuckers of, to consolidate
A pounds of weightll force your heart to
Its for you motherfuckers, lock the date
Any bitch I meet means that Ima
My revolution will be met with Toshs fate
Thats the that the God is tryin to populate
I can tell you how the taste
The 4.5 you, sent you into outer space